A Crossover of Film and Television: Miao Miao's Life Transmigration

Chapter 161 The Untamed: Ning Miaomiao 23

The Wen clan disciples attacked the three of them in perfect unison, like walking corpses.

The walking corpses have no feelings or thoughts, and their attacks are even more ruthless. They have no pain, and each time they inflict heavy casualties on both sides, sacrificing their own bodies to break through Wei Ying's defenses.

"No, if this continues, we'll be worn down by them sooner or later," Gu Changfeng said gravely.

"They have no mind, and Wen Xu is also launching a sneak attack from behind," Xue Yang continued.

"Get out of the way!" Wei Ying exclaimed in shock.

Distracted, a sword aura struck Xue Yang from behind. Gu Changfeng, as the second senior brother, pushed Xue Yang aside without hesitation.

The sword energy slashed across Gu Changfeng's chest, leaving a bloody sword wound.

Wei Ying ran to Gu Changfeng's side and fed him healing pills, which barely stopped the bleeding.

But Gu Changfeng is completely powerless to fight, and with so many walking corpses around, he is doomed to die this time.

"Heh, the Qingyun Sect is nothing special. By the way, where is your sect leader? Why hasn't he come out yet? Are you scared? Tell him to hand over the Yin Iron. If I'm in a good mood, I might even leave you with a whole corpse." Wen Xu said arrogantly.

Wei Ying and his two companions were surrounded by corpses, but Wen Xu still wanted to trap them like turtles in a jar and was in no hurry to deal with them.

In a stone cave in the Biluo Immortal Abode, Ning Miaomiao was making a full-fledged attempt to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, though she did borrow some of the power of the rules she had discovered on her own.

The system anxiously spun around in Ning Miaomiao's mind. The Qingyun Sect had been attacked by the Wen Clan. Wasn't this a slap in the face to the host?

However, the host is currently in a critical period, and two months have passed since the seclusion began.

Lost in thought, Ning Miaomiao felt as if she were in a galaxy, with flowing stars passing by her.

It was a strange feeling, like mastering the power of regulation, completely different from previous breakthroughs.

Suddenly, a beam of light appeared ahead, piercing through the starry river and slowly enveloping Ning Miaomiao.

Is this...? Is this the power of rules? Controlling mountains, rivers, and seas; controlling the blooming and withering of flowers.

The light converged on Ning Miaomiao's dantian, and she could feel her golden core shattering. The shattered golden core then hatched a small figure, which was about 80% similar to her.

Through her breakthrough, Ning Miaomiao gained a deeper understanding of the universe and all things. She could feel the earth breathing and the joy of the flowers and plants.

Suddenly, Ning Miaomiao opened her eyes, flew out of the stone cave, and arrived at a blank space.

On Mount Yiling, thousands of miles above, dark clouds began to gather.

Fifteen minutes later, dark clouds pressed down heavily on everyone's heads, and lightning flashed within them, as if brewing something.

This strange phenomenon instantly attracted the attention of Wen Xu, Wen Zhuliu, Wei Ying, and Xue Yang. The appearance of these dark clouds was similar to that when they were undergoing the Golden Core tribulation, but the power of the tribulation clouds was more than a hundred times greater.

"Is it your sister?" Xue Yang whispered in her ear.

Wei Ying, supporting Gu Changfeng, nodded gently. "Sister said she was in seclusion to break through. This extraordinary phenomenon must mean that she has broken through to the Golden Core stage."

"What happened?" Wen Xu asked, his throat dry.

Lightning is rare in this world. Usually, rain falls directly down. Unlike this, dark clouds are pressing down on their heads, and a terrifying atmosphere permeates the surroundings.

"Elder Wen, please tell me what happened. Could it be that the Qingyun Sect has done something that defies all reason?" Wen Xu's voice grew louder, hoping to quell his unease.

Wen Zhuliu had never seen such a scene in all his years of life.

"Let's go take a look!" Wen Zhuliu decided on the spot. A voice in his heart told him that he would definitely regret it if he missed such a grand event.

"What? The sky is about to fall, and you still want to go check it out? This young master is not going to his death," Wen Xu said timidly.